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ecently, I received a letter from a proponent
for Measure U. I did some research on the
statements she made, and would like to
clarify a few things.
First, this measure would affect all of Cotati, not just the
downtown speciﬁc plan area mentioned in the letter. Second,
the roundabouts that were removed in Pleasanton were built in
anticipation of a school project that never came to fruition, and
the neighborhood became single-family homes. Once the houses
were built, the neighbors complained that the roundabout didn’t
work, and it was removed. The cost of that was $500,000, which
included widening the roadway and putting in a left turn lane.
Third, in Santa Rosa, all the roundabouts that the letter said were
removed were temporary small traffic circles put in to see if they
would work in those locations. They did not for various reasons,
and were removed.
Neither of these cities has concluded that roundabouts are not a
useful tool to facilitate traffic calming. Both have plans in the works
which include roundabouts. On Oct. 3, I spoke to ﬁre chief Frank
Treanor about the current status of the plan for the northern part of
Old Redwood Highway, and he stated, “The current village concept
plan with the proposed city modiﬁcations as described by the chief
will work for the Rancho Adobe Fire Department.”
Only here in Cotati would you find a move to prohibit
roundabouts. According to the New York Times, Wisconsin
has built about a hundred roundabouts since 2004, and has
plans for 52 more in the near future. Maryland is closing in
on 200. Roundabouts have been around for a long time and
have saved the lives of drivers, pedestrians and bicyclists
worldwide. Why would the citizens of Cotati want to take this
well-documented safety option off the table for the entire
town? It baffles me. If you think they won’t work in a particular
part of town, then let’s have that conversation. Let’s keep our
options and the dialogue open!
Linell Hardy is a mother, wife, grandmother, volunteer, organizer,
entrepreneur and longtime Cotati resident.

Voting Decisions

On the surface,
Proposition 33 seems
like something I’d
support, but the more
I think about it, it’s
seems like a no vote
from me. Here’s why:
seriously, how often do you really ever
switch insurance companies? My
parents have had AAA since 1974, and
I’ve had the same insurance since I
graduated from college. Other than the
company being bought by Nazis, I don’t
know what will cause me to switch,
considering I’m happy with them. I’ve been
hit too many times by drivers without
insurance. I’m against anything that
makes it more expensive for these people.

JAMES SHAFFER
Via online

A Dubious Legacy
Anyone who references Ayn Rand with
admiration is, or wishes he could be,
among the 1%. To those such as letter
writer Jeff Black (“Rhapsodies & Rants,”
Oct. 10), the end justiﬁes the means. We
peasants among the 99% are still
suffering from the Great Recession,
which was triggered by 2008’s ﬁnancial
meltdown. The 1 percent-er Robber
Barons’ reckless gambling devastatingly
reduced the fortunes of the middle class.
Meanwhile, the Green Music Center for
years struggled to completion, the costs
running grossly over budget. Then came
the cash infusion from 1 percent-er
Sanford Weill, former CEO and chairman
of Citigroup. Citigroup was among the
Wall Street players who crashed the
economy, and were bailed out by the
government. The Green Music Center,
with its “acoustically divine space,” was
ﬁnally completed. It’s a monument to
“the heroic journey depicted in Ayn
Rand’s novels.” The end justiﬁes the means.

PHILIP RATCLIFF
Cloverdale

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Maher’s Decision
Since I do not blog, tweet or Facebook,
I would like someone to “friend” Bill

Maher and ask him, “What in the
heck are you thinking, playing
the Green Music Center?”

Doesn’t he know where the money
comes from? You would think that he or
his interns would have done some
research and found that the money has
blood, sweat and tears on it. This type of
abuse is what he rants about on his show,
yet he will take their money and run.
He should be on the outside shouting
about the madness behind it all
rather than on the inside talking
about—what? What can he possibly
be talking about and to whom? I am
shocked they are letting him in the
door! Maybe they told him not to talk
about rich republican banker CEOs who
ripped off the “people,” bragged about it
and then were welcomed into Sonoma
County with open arms. And then, what
the heck, for a few bucks we will name
a hall after you, the one Bill Maher is
performing in. Not to mention that the
money spent on this building probably
could have been spent in a more
educational way. Either Bill Maher is a
hypocrite . . . or a Trojan horse?

STEVE R. FINNEGAN
Sebastopol

What’s Right for
Sebastopol?
The future of Sebastopol may well be
determined by who is elected to the
Sebastopol City Council. As a 40-year
resident of Sebastopol, I ﬁnd the CVS/
Chase downtown development a deﬁning
issue for the town. The CVS/Chase
project, approved by a 3–2 vote of the
current council, allows these businesses
to relocate to downtown Sebastopol.
This will mean horriﬁc gridlock at one of
Sebastopol’s most prominent and
heavily traveled intersections. Since
CVS/Chase is currently situated in an
appropriate location, the move certainly
was not designed to enhance the quality
of life in Sebastopol.
The approval of this relocation also
means that powerful corporate entities
can inﬂuence local decision-making
through the threat of lawsuits (as was

reported to be the case with CVS/Chase)
at the expense of the vast majority of
Sebastopol residents.
Two very ﬁne and impressive women,
incumbent Kathleen Shaffer and
candidate Kathy Austin, are unfortunately
in favor of the project. Candidates
Robert Jacob and John Elder oppose it.
Robert and John want to create a more
pedestrian-friendly town and support
sensible growth as reﬂected by the
Barlow Project. If Jacob and Elder are
elected, they will join current council
members Sara Gurney and Michael Kyes,
who are also opposed to the CVS/Chase
project. Perhaps a newly constituted and
more progressive council could reverse
this ill-advised decision and prevent
future development from being hijacked
by a few large corporations.

TABLET ADVENTURE ‘The Silent History’ tells a
compelling tale of children who have no language.

Get Digital
‘The Silent History’ adds a new chapter to book
publishing’s possibilities BY LEILANI CLARK

T

he year is 2014,
and people have
begun to notice
something
strange about certain
children. Born after 2011,
these kids are completely
silent and unable to use
or comprehend language.
Parents and teachers ﬁnd
the situation baffling,
and after further study,

scientists and doctors label
the condition “emergent
phasic resistance.” The
story spans 2011 to 2043,
and the scenario sets the
premise for The Silent
History, a serialized
digital storytelling project,
designed speciﬁcally for
the iPhone and iPad, that
has the potential to redeﬁne
storytelling as we know it.

Eli Horowitz, a former managing
editor at McSweeney’s, is part
of the team behind The Silent
History, which calls itself,
ambitiously and correctly, a “new
kind of novel.” The book takes
advantage of new technologies,
all without tossing out a good, oldfashioned love for the well-written
story. The team also includes
Russell Quinn, co-founder of
digital agency Spoiled Mark and
the software developer behind

the McSweeney’s iPhone app
and website. It was written in
collaboration with two writers:
Kevin Moffett, the author of
Further Interpretations of Real-Life
Events, and Matthew Derby, author
of Super Flat Times. Horowitz
came up with the premise and
the storyline arc, but worked in
collaboration with Moffett and
Derby to ﬁll out the plot and
characters.
The project arrives at a time
when the rise of e-books shows
no sign of stopping. In 2011, 43
percent of Americans read an ebook, or other long-form digital
content on a device. Ownership
of e-book readers grew from 10
percent in December 2011 to 19
percent in January 2012. Usually,
though, e-books are lighter
but lesser forms of an already
existing book, says Horowitz, in
an interview near his home in
Forestville.
“E-books are selling themselves
short and not thinking about the
possibilities,” he says. “It’s not like
I was mad about not being able to
smell the paper or something, it
just felt uninspired.”
Ten years of designing and
editing books at McSweeney’s
gave Horowitz plenty of insight
into the book business. Rather
than complaining about the
lackluster transition that often
happens when a paper book jumps
to the Kindle, he decided to build
upon the possibilities of the digital
form. Thus was born Ying
Horowitz & Quinn, a company
specializing in the creation and
implementation of new digital
storytelling forms with the
purpose of “bridging the gap
between old and new media.”
The Silent History is one of the
ﬁrst projects out of the gate.
Upon downloading the free app
from iTunes, readers have the
option of purchasing the book
on a volume basis ($1.99) or in its
entirety ($8.99). Readers receive
an installment on each weekday.
Launched on Oct. 1, there are a
total of six volumes, with breaks,
so that the whole thing ends up
stretching out over the year. The
app can be downloaded anytime,
and readers can use the break to
catch up on the archive. Written
over the past year, with Horowitz

Dublinâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;but with this, readers have
the opportunity to participate in
the making of the narrative itself.
As you can imagine, itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
extremely labor intensive to
develop an app with so many
different facets (and make it
visually appealing, to boot).
Russell Quinn developed
the Silent History app while
renovating and repairing the
home he bought in Cazadero less
than a year ago. He says the appâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
structure was built speciďŹ cally
for the story, with equal focus
on content and form. He and
Horowitz didnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t want to replicate
what publishing and media
companies have done up until
now, which is to take content and
repackage it for digital devices in
â&#x20AC;&#x153;unimaginativeâ&#x20AC;? ways.
â&#x20AC;&#x153;The publishing industry was
not coming up with any good
solutions in regards to e-books,
and we were kind of disheartened
by that,â&#x20AC;? says Quinn. â&#x20AC;&#x153;Iâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;m really
proud and conďŹ dent that this is
one of the ďŹ rst examples of an ebook or a digital book that really
holds true to the form. Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s not just
a technological gimmick where
the content is not ultimately good.â&#x20AC;?
Quinnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s not exaggerating. After
just two weeks, the testimonials
become addictive. They hold the
allure of a mystery novel, with
the forward propulsion inherent
in cliffhangers but written with
an attention to detail and voice
that youâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;d expect from writers like
Moffett and Derby.
Unlike those who bemoan the
â&#x20AC;&#x153;deathâ&#x20AC;? of the book, Horowitz
ďŹ rmly believes itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s not about
choosing between two sides of a
chasm. Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s about expanding our
sense of whatâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s possible when it
comes to storytelling and books.
â&#x20AC;&#x153;The future of books isnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t going
to be about going to some random
street corner and reading little
things,â&#x20AC;? says Horowitz. â&#x20AC;&#x153;Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s just
that the history of books and
literature is a story of innovation
and experimentation, both in
content and form, and that should
extend to these new devices. We
want the revolution to be led by
writers and readers, not online
distributors.
â&#x20AC;&#x153;It needs some crazy people to
try a bunch of things to see what
works out,â&#x20AC;? he adds.

Democracy
or Bust

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Dispojdmft

Just a few
years ago, it
would have
been
impossible to
imagine the
shenanigans
that are being
pulled in this
presidential election cycleâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;a
Billion dollars (with a capital B)
spent on advertising in a handful
of locales while massive protests
against the extreme disparity in
wealth continue more than a year
after they began. All the while,
Republicans are making it harder
to vote in a country that already
shows less than 50 percent voter
turnout annually, claiming itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
necessary to ďŹ ght the nonexistent
scourge of voter fraud.

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Amy Goodman and Denis
Moynihan of nationally syndicated
radio program Democracy Now!
are on a national tour to discuss
these crazy but true aspects of the
current election, as well as their
new book, The Silenced Majority.
They appear in a fundraiser for
KRCB on Sunday, Oct. 21, at the
Sebastopol Community Center,
390 Morris St., Sebastopol. 2pm.
$10â&#x20AC;&#x201C;$15. 707.584.2000.

Brave Souls
Since the 2011 Fukushima nuclear
breakdown, several hundred retired
engineers and technicians in
Japan, all over the age of 60, have
worked to decommission the broken
reactor. The group, whose members
vary on opinions of nuclear power,
is speciďŹ cally composed of older
individuals in order to save
younger men and women from
exposure to radiation due to
cleanup work inside the plant. Oh,
yeah, and theyâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re all volunteers.
Yastel Yamada, co-founder
of Skilled Veterans Corps for
Fukushima, speaks Friday, Oct. 19,
at Santa Rosa Junior Collegeâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
Newman Auditorium. 1501
Mendocino Ave., Santa Rosa. 7pm.
Free; $4 on-campus parking fee.
707.527.4266.â&#x20AC;&#x201D;Nicolas Grizzle

acting as â&#x20AC;&#x153;story-runner,â&#x20AC;? or guide,
The Silent History comprises
two core components. The ďŹ rst is
made up of testimonials (one is set
in Monte Rio and features defunct
dive bar the Pink Elephant) by
teachers, parents, faith healers,
doctors and other children whoâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve
come into contact with â&#x20AC;&#x153;the
Silents.â&#x20AC;? These form the backbone
of the story, says Horowitz. The
result is the equivalent of a
160,000-word (or 500-page) novel.
The second component
is wholly collaborative and
interactive, one that utilizes GPS
navigation available on digital
devices. These are called â&#x20AC;&#x153;Field
Reports.â&#x20AC;?
â&#x20AC;&#x153;The ďŹ eld reports are story
extras that happen around the
narrative,â&#x20AC;? says Horowitz, adding
that the storyâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s premise had to
have the richness and ďŹ&#x201A;exibility to
allow for such additions.
To put it simply, these are
geographically based reports,
written by readers acting as
â&#x20AC;&#x153;reporters,â&#x20AC;? that add another layer
to the story. Reports have come in
from all over the world, including
19 in San Francisco, 30 in New
York, 25 in Australia, ďŹ ve in Greece
and one in Santa Rosa. Written by
Dani Burlison, it takes place on
the border between Roseland and
Santa Rosa.
Scouting out the exact
location and then watching as
the red icon on the app turned
to greenâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;meaning that I could
actually tap the story and open
it up for readingâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;was a thrilling
moment. It felt akin to uncovering
a scavenger-hunt item. Of
course, itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s possible to only read
the testimonials and still have a
rewarding reading experience. The
reports just add another element
to be explored.
Horowitz wants readers to
engage with the story in a way that
might be limited in a traditional
book. â&#x20AC;&#x153;The ďŹ eld reports use
location in this deep way,â&#x20AC;? he
explains. â&#x20AC;&#x153;Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s like a walking tour
of the ďŹ ctional world that uses
artifacts of the physical world. Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
written speciďŹ cally for that place,
and itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s dependent on the reader
being there.â&#x20AC;? Readers have long
loved to visit the important sites
from beloved booksâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;just look at
the popularity of Ulysses tours in

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regulatory
hand-slapping

BY JULIANE POIRIER

F

ossil fuels are going
gone. Earth’s big
underground oil
barrel is near empty. This
simple summary gets the
point across blandly, but
for a brilliant animated
version, see a gem by the
Post Carbon Institute called
Don’t Worry, Drive On: Fossil
Fuels and Fracking Lies. It’s
a masterpiece of clarity and
moving graphics that breaks
the news gently.

The public health costs of
extracting the last of our fossil
fuels are rising; gas extraction
requires a controversial injection
technique known as fracking—
fracturing shale for gas deposits—
by which toxic chemicals and gas
can contaminate drinking wells.
The pacifying message from oil
ﬁrms is that everything is safe, that
fracking dangers are exaggerated
because every state has
regulations that protect citizens
and nature. But a recent report,
issued by the environmental

advocacy group Earthworks, shows
that regulations are not adequately
enforced.
Breaking All the Rules: The
Crises in Oil and Gas Regulatory
Enforcement is a 124-page report
of ﬁndings made during a one-year
study that investigated regulatory
enforcement in six representative
states across the country. Among
the ﬁndings was that almost
350,000 oil and gas wells operate
without oversight or inspection.
When violations do occur, it’s up
to the discretion of the individual
inspector to decide whether or not
the violation even gets recorded.
If and when a violation gets
reported to authorities, penalties
are so weak that there is little if any
incentive to follow regulations.
This is worth musing over. If
a DUI resulting in hit-and-run
manslaughter held the same
penalty as a parking ticket, then
for less than $50 per death, drunk
drivers could stay in business.
A more realistic example is
taken from an event I reported on
in a certain county of renown. A
grower of a proﬁtable beverage
crop broke the law by bulldozing
a hillside, which resulted in a
mudslide that effected the water
quality in a reservoir of drinking
water. People were upset. They
wrote letters to the editor and
talked about it over glasses of the
crop-related beverage. Soon, the
water quality cleared and the story
became stale.
What happened to the scofflaw?
He paid a ﬁne of a few thousand
dollars, which was a modest
expense he had planned for
in advance—the cost of doing
business. What incentive did he
have to follow the laws protecting
the watershed?
Likewise, what incentives
do U.S. oil and gas drillers have
for following regulations that
protect drinking water and
other interconnected resources
of nature?
Read the report at
www.earthworksaction.org.

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Tolay Californian. $$-$$$.
Sonoma County cuisine is the
specialty, with entrees focusing
on local wild and farmed foods.
In the Sheraton Sonoma
County, 745 Baywood Drive,
Petaluma. 707.283.2900.
Willi’s Wine Bar Small
plates/wine bar. $$$. Bistro
dishes and extensive wine list.
A terrific place to dine before a
show at the Wells Fargo Center.
4404 Old Redwood Hwy, Santa
Rosa. 707.526.3096.

Compadres Rio Grille
Western/Mexican. $-$$.
Contemporary food and
outdoor dining with a Mexican
flavor. Located on the river and
serving authentic cocktails.
Nightly specials and an abiding
love of the San Francisco
Giants. 505 Lincoln Ave,
Napa. Lunch and dinner daily.
707.253.1111.

Pizza Azzurro Italian. $.
Run by a former Tra Vigne and
Lark Creek Inn alum, the pizza
is simple and thin, and ranks as
some of the best in the North
Bay. Lunch, Mon-Fri; dinner
daily. 1260 Main St (at Clinton),
Napa. 707.255.5552.

Red Rock Cafe &
Backdoor BBQ American.

In the
Bohemian’s
beer issue
last month,
we featured
the North
Bay brewers
headed to
the Great
American
Beer Festival in Denver. Over 49,000 beerminded individuals descended upon the
Mile High City for this year’s GABF, where
580 U.S. breweries (nearly one-third of the
nation’s total) showcased their fermented
offerings on the festival floor. The GABF
medal winners were announced on Oct. 13,
the third and final day of the event.
While this year’s GABF was the most
competitive in history (with more than 4,000
beers submitted for judging), North Bay
brewers didn’t come home empty-handed.
Russian River Brewing Company received
silver in the new Fresh Hop Ale category
with its HopTime Harvest ale. And Bear
Republic (pictured with Charlie Papazian of
the Brewers Association) came home with
two additional pieces of hardware to add to
its collection: a bronze in the Brown Porter
category for Peter Brown Tribute ale, and a
silver in the über-competitive Imperial IPA
category for Café Racer 15.
The off-site Alpha King Challenge, a
competition of highly hopped beers that’s
historically been dominated by Californian
breweries, went to a little-known spot in
Jackson, Wyo., this year (Thai Me Up
restaurant and brewery) for its 2X4
Imperial IPA.
Northern California breweries as a whole
took home four gold medals, with Sierra
Nevada Estate Homegrown ale, Auburn
Alehouse Gold Country pilsner, Mad
River Steelhead extra pale ale and Heretic
Gramarye each claiming the top spot in their
respective categories.—Ken Weaver

Most reviews by James Knight. Note: Those listings marked ‘WC’ denote wineries
with caves. These wineries are usually only open to the public by appointment.
Wineries in these listings appear on a rotating basis.

John Tyler Wines For
decades, the Bacigalupis have
been selling prized grapes to
the likes of Chateau Montelena
and Williams Selyem. Now, the
third-generation wine growers
offer the pick of the vineyard in
their own tasting room, brandnew in 2011. Graceful Pinot and
sublime Zin. 4353 Westside
Road, Healdsburg. Open dail,y
10:30am–5pm. Tastings $10.
707.473.0115.

served at White House state
dinners, Selby Chard has been
through several administrations.
215 Center St., Healdsburg.
Open daily, 11am–5:30pm.
707.431.1288.

Niente was founded in 1885
by John Benson, a ’49er of
the California Gold Rush and
uncle of the famous American
impressionist painter Winslow
Homer. The estate boasts
beautiful gardens as well as
the first modern-built wine
caves in North America.
1350 Acacia Drive, Napa. By
appointment. 707.944.2861.

Timber Crest Farms
Formerly of Lytton Springs
Road, Peterson Winery has
relocated to Timber Crest,
where they pour on weekends
right at the cellar door. Also on
hand is Papapietro-Perry and
the six Family Wineries of Dry
Creek. Dashe Cellars crafts
mainly powerful Zinfandels
and other reds. At Kokomo
Winery, it’s about the reds.
Also look for Mietz Cellars,
Lago di Merlo and Collier
Falls. 4791 Dry Creek Road,
Healdsburg. Tasting rooms
generally open daily from
around 10:30am to 4:30pm.
707.433.0100. Peterson
Winery is open weekends only.
707.431.7568.

The Wine Garage
Defunct filling station with
a mandate: No wines over
$25. Well chosen from Napa
Valley and beyond, plus
half-gallon house jugs for
$29.99. 1020-C Foothill Blvd.,
Calistoga. Monday–Saturday
11am–6:30pm; Sunday to
4:30pm. Tasting fee $5–$10.
707.942.5332.

BY JAMES KNIGHT

T

here’s very little that’s
strictly dry about Dry
Creek, and we take
that for granted. The creek
itself has a pretty good flow
year-round, thanks to the U.S.
Army Corps of Engineers.
In another sense, the valley through which it flows is
absolutely boggy with booze, thanks to generations
of winegrowers. But 40 years ago, there was no Lake
Sonoma and merely a pond’s worth of wine here.
Prunes were the ticket back when newcomer Dave
Stare founded Dry Creek Vineyards, and it was
thanks in large part to the efforts of this New England
transplant that Dry Creek Valley won the American
Viticultural Area status that this well-traveled wine
wonderland enjoys today.

So it was bit of a surprise to find, after a look through the dusty
archives of “Swirl,” that we’ve never popped in for a visit. On the
occasion of its 40th anniversary, let’s not just say we did.
Right away, visitors are offered a long, cool pour of 2011 Dry
Chenin Blanc ($12). A comeback varietal vinted from Clarksburgarea fruit, it’s floral, with sweet fruit aromas, and refreshingly dry.
More cerebrally refreshing is the design of the winery, an à la Loire
chateau—with a soupçon of Maybeck?—inspired, like the wines,
by Stare’s travels in France’s Loire Valley. Throughout, there is a
nautical theme, from the rope lanterns in the tasting room to the
iconic sailboat on the label. Nothing to do with Lake Sonoma. It’s
kind of a Boston thing.
The flagship 2011 Sonoma County Fumé Blanc ($14) has
tropical aromas, but it’s lean on the palate—crisp melon rind and
grass. Visitors may enjoy this on the parklike picnic grounds
with a sandwich from nearby Dry Creek General Store, with no
reservation required. A variety of experiences are available, from
swirling at the bar, to sit-down samplings, to a spin through the
atmospheric barrel room. They’re flexible; an interest in Zinfandel,
for example, may lead visitors to a barrel-top tasting aside a new
planting of robust Zinfandel, head-trained in the old style.
Among other firsts, Dry Creek Vineyards was first to use
“old vine” on a Zin label. The 2009 Old Vine Zinfandel ($30) has
nutmeg spice, ripe plum and prune fruit and a lush finish with
fur-textured tannins, contrasting the 2009 Heritage Zinfandel’s
($19), deep, cool black cherry flavor. With solid, well-priced wines
and friendly, competent management from a 40-year-old family
winery that’s keeping up with the times, there’s nothing to take
for granted here.
Dry Creek Vineyards, 3770 Lambert Bridge Road, Healdsburg.
Open daily from 10:30am to 4:30pm. Tasting fees, $5–$10, waived
with one bottle purchase. 707.433.1000.

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e’s the one you can’t stay away from, no matter how hard you try. Maybe he drives a motorcycle.
Maybe he’s a little too friendly with cheap bottles of liquor. Or maybe he likes to throw around
words like “entitlement” and “pro-life” at presidential debates. This year’s writing contest prompt,
“He Was Bad News from the Start,” let you run wild with 400-word tales of men gone bad. We had
over 60 entries, so the world must be teeming with them!
From necrophiliacs to a bad boyfriend who causes the violent death of a bowtie-wearing opossum, the bad news guys came in all
shapes and forms. They involved bath salts, car chases, chicken shacks, motorcycles (so many motorcycles and leather jackets!),
horse thieves, tequila, cheese, purple disks, loony dogs, tattoo parlors, sex offenders, cheating hearts, sweaty chests, scabs, wandering
eyes and drunk waiters.
We had too much fun reading these entries, followed by the difficult task of choosing only ﬁve winners from the bunch. The
following stories were the ones that really stood out from the crowd, putting unique spins on the theme of bad news dudes. Plus,
online you can ﬁnd more stories by three honorable mention winners: Jeff Connerton, Lynn Ellerbrock and James Soule. And as we
do every year, we’ll throw a party and reading for the winners, this year slated for Wednesday, Oct. 17, at 6pm at Copperﬁeld’s Books
in Montgomery Village. It’s free, it’s open to the public, and we hope to see you there. Getting dropped off by a tattooed, Harleyriding guy in a black leatherjacket gets you bonus points!
Thanks to everyone who submitted. Now on to this year’s winners! —Leilani Clark

Not My Type?
By Jennie F. Butler

He was bad news from the start. I should’ve
noticed that right away. After all, smudged
headlines engraved his forehead. Classiﬁeds
stuck to his scrawny arms like old-time ﬂypaper.
Bits of sports section showed through gaping
holes in his shoes. And his grubby jeans were
liberally patched with advertising logos ripped
from worn-out T-shirts.
He was obviously a ﬂash-in-the-pan, a once
up-and-coming news hack, fallen so far down

he couldn’t afford a Sunday comics section for
wrapping garbage, let alone papering the ﬂoor
of a carrier pigeon’s cage. I’d heard about downand-outs like him, their outlooks so grim Breszny
couldn’t bear to do their astrological charts. So
I should’ve kept right on walking after my ﬁrst
glimpse of him in that seamy, paper-littered alley.
But these days, it’s getting harder and harder
to ﬁnd anything up-to-date in the print media. So
I helped him to his feet, doing my best to ignore
how strongly he reeked of cheap whiskey and
recycled sweat. Dusting him off a bit, I snuck
a peek at the printed tidbits on his clothes and

body, and was shocked to ﬁnd myself reading
news so old that it at ﬁrst seemed new. What,
Brits taking another pot-shot at the Falklands,
Bill Clinton up to his old tricks again, U.S. troops
resurging into the Middle East?
It was no use pretending. He’d never be able to
give me what I wanted, so I dropped him quick
as a libelous tip from an anonymous source.
And, with only the slightest of whispery sighs, he
folded back into the alley like yesterday’s paper.
As for me, I turned and walked away without a
pang or even a backward glance. After all, hadn’t I
suspected he was bad news from the start? ) 16

My mother never taught me how
to properly love a man, but I’ve
buried you so deep into my bones
that I’m terriﬁed by the thought of
losing you.
I’m too scared to tell you that I
didn’t cry when my grandfather
died (my hands only shook), and
that sometimes I fantasize about
throwing my coffee on random
cars in the parking garage. I
stay up at night taking myself
apart, unraveling my skin to see
my lungs expanding, and from
underneath I pick up the boxes of
cinder that hold all of my unholy
thoughts, wondering if you’d
still want me if you saw them.
Your heart is lighter than mine; it
doesn’t weigh down your soul like
a block of lead. You laugh easily,
you give easily. A little too easily,
maybe.
Deep-rooted abandonment
issues make it too difficult for me
to let you go in the mornings, so
I ask you to hold me a little while
longer, then make you coffee and
an everything bagel. You stand in
the kitchen pouring orange juice
into a mug, and I press my ear
against your naked back, naming
the constellations of freckles
on your skin. Let’s have another
cigarette, I whisper to you.

I don’t think you mean to be
cruel, but you end up breaking
me apart whenever you forget
to call. I see the way you look at
other women, and I know you
regret what happened in Napa,
but my heart is hurting and your
goodbyes sprinkle salt over your
betrayal.
“He was bad news from the
start,” my mother’s voice scolds,
but I can’t be sure if it’s you she’s
talking about or—
I can only love you brokenly, but
it’s more than I can say for you.
I don’t think you love me at all.
Please give me whatever you’ve
found of your heart. I’ll be patient.
I’m sure we’ll be able to ﬁnd the
rest of it.

What Janey Chose
By Mary Mathews

I could hear something
dangerous in his deep voice as he
asked “What do you look like?”
over the phone.
“Normal height, normal hair,
weight,” I said. “Nothing to make
me stand out in a crowd.”
“We’ll see about that,” he purred
before hanging up.
I’d chosen him from his picture.
He was standing by his motorcycle

wearing a leather jacket, tattoos
of spiders on his neck, holding
shears and staring brazenly at the
camera.
“He looks murderous,” my
friends said, “deadly!”
“He’s the one I want,” I
answered, staring deep into his
glowering eyes, which seemed to
stare back from the photograph.
I threw on my beige jacket and
pulled my hair into a ponytail
before heading off on my pokey
little Schwinn bike to meet him.
My heart was racing from the
exertion of riding so fast, and
sweat poured down my face. Since
I never wore makeup, I didn’t
worry about how I’d look when
I got there. I always looked the
same anyway, brown or beige
clothes, hair straight and lanky,
a body that wasn’t tall or short,
thin or fat. I was a person without
even one deﬁning feature. I not
only blended into a crowd, I
disappeared completely. Former
teachers never remembered my
name, much less that I’d ever
been in their class. I was an
afterthought, not even capable of
inspiring a memory, I reﬂected
sadly, pedaling away. Well, all that
was about to change.
I skidded my bike to a stop at
the entrance of his shop and wiped
the sweat from my brow, trying to
still my beating heart.

“Ah, there you are,” he said,
stepping out from the shadows
and smiling at me. “Right on time.
Come right in.”
Later, when I emerged with
short, spiky, hot-pink hair, my nose
pierced and wearing a used leather
jacket in place of my beige one, I
knew I had done the right thing.
I didn’t know the girl who had
walked out of the “Coyote Cyclist
Stylist” salon, and neither did any
of my friends.
“Janey, is that you? Oh my God,
what have you done?”
But I loved it, every spiky, pink
strand; I was ﬁnally someone no
one would forget. All my friends
could say, shaking their heads, was
“He was bad news from the start!”

Good Little Boy
By Tomas Moniz

It’s simpler than you might
think convincing me to meet you
in a dark corner, your saliva hot
and salty in my mouth, public and
rushed affections, and though
I fawn and feign indifference,
I am giddy to give it all to you,
because I know now ﬂirtation and
desire do not equal possession;
I am trying to let go, to not hold
on despite my male history, in
which good little boys like me
were taught that conquest without
spoils is hollow, veracity is always
in evidence, so I learned to hone

lines that picked up where you left
off, if you smiled, I laughed, if you
touched my arm, I nuzzled your
neck, always pushing boundaries
like some interpersonal manifest
destiny that makes boys see others
as competitors or conquests; and
I believed clichés were signs of
male prowess, gossiped whispers
of “he was bad news from the start”
like dirty words shared between
lovers: badnewsbadnewsbadnews
until the bravado felt hollow in
my mouth, seemed cold like a
trophy case, and what had I won,
I wondered, so I surrendered,
realizing clichés depend on
simplicity and I am multiple,
contradictions rough and jagged
like desire, which brings me
back to tonight, tonight I switch,
bottoming my top, smiling at

you, essaying body positions to
tantalize, I watch you saunter over,
you say, “Meet me in the hallway
after you ﬁnish your beer” and I
say “I’m a slow sipper” and you
say “I’m not” and pick up my glass,
chug chug chug it down, suds
trailing out of your mouth and
down your neck like an inverted
V, and I am yours right then, that
moment, to do with as you please,
and I’ll listen like the good little
boy I was taught to be.

Sometimes

By Karina von Karolyi
We were at the butterfly park
when you got arrested. I was
suffering from a particularly bad
case of the East Coast winter
blues and couldn’t

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think of a better place to be
than a tropical secret garden,
so I packed the car and a diaper
bag and took C. to the park. I
thought we had gotten away, but
the snow kept falling outside,
and while I was watching those
rare, practically weightless
creatures fly freely around their
created environment without a
care in the world, police were
watching you, tearing apart your
possessions, destroying the
environment you had created
for us.
I wanted them to take me
instead. I wanted to sneak into that
holding cell and bend the bars,
steal you back the way they had
stolen you from me.
“We have a life to live,” I wanted
to tell them.
“We need to raise this little girl
together and get married and
move to South America and . . .”
They didn’t care.
When you got out of jail ﬁve
years later, C. was almost a real
person, forming her own thoughts
and holding opinions on matters I

didn’t even understand. She looks
just like you. Her eyes could tell
your entire story in one glance,
just like yours.
If you hadn’t been taken from
us, she would be ours and she
would talk just like you. But you
made your choices, before we ever
met, and even though I love you
enough to stay, to wait for you
to get out of jail, and believe you
when you tell me that you’re out of
the business now, I love her more.
More than you, and more than
myself.
Sometimes you fall in love and
live happily ever after. Sometimes
it turns out the man you fell in love
with is a drug dealer or abusive or
just plain apeshit nuts. Sometimes
you know that a man is an abusive
drug dealer, and you fall in love
with him anyway. I knew he was
bad news from the start. But he
had his moments. Sometimes he
did and said just the right thing.
Sometimes he was the right
person. But you can’t live with
sometimes. Sometimes doesn’t
keep you safe.

Our twice-annual roundup of select new books by local authors
BY LEILANI CLARK, SUZANNE DALY AND NICOLAS GRIZZLE
“Cinnamon
Monday” isn’t
a stripper’s
name in Rayme
Waters’ debut
novel, ‘The
Angels’ Share’
(Winter Goose;
$15.99); it’s the
name of a meth
addict. Speciﬁcally, it’s the name
of a meth addict who gets her life
back together by working in a
small winery in Sonoma County.
After neglectful bohemian
parents and an overbearing
grandmother lead her to a life of
substance and physical abuse,
Cinnamon Monday’s neighbor
saves her. After a particularly
violent episode that leaves her
barely clinging to life, she’s
offered a job in his vineyard.
Wine, ironically, is the basis for
the salvation of a drug addict
in this novel, whose title was
inspired by the author’s belief that
“angels looked after the wine as it
matured.” Waters, who attended
Harmony School in Occidental
and grew up in the pot-friendly
North Bay, says she was lucky
enough never to fall prey to
meth, speed or any other popular
’80s amphetamines. The Angel’s
Share draws from experiences of
friends.—N.G.
From the cashier
at the grocery
store who likes to
dole out advice on
how to deal with
teenage angst to
the hippie dad
obsessed with
Waldorf schools
and attachment parenting, it seems
everyone’s got something to say
on the subject of raising children.
So thank goodness for voices in
the wilderness like Marin-based
clinician and educator Madeline
Levine, whose latest book, ‘Teach

Your Children Well: Parenting
for Authentic Success’ (Harper;
$26.99), provides solid, researchbased tips for raising kids in a messy
world. Rather than focusing on
grades, trophies and fat college
acceptance envelopes, parents
should be helping their children
cultivate optimism, coping skills
and resilience, argues Levine.
These traits, and not cutthroat
competitiveness and obsession
with high performance, tend to lead
toward higher levels of happiness.
“Our job is to help them know and
appreciate themselves deeply; to
approach the world with zest; to ﬁnd
work that is exciting and satisfying
. . . and to hold a deep belief that
they have something meaningful to
contribute to society,” writes Levine.
Certainly, this is advice toward a
happier, healthier new generation.—L.C.
The ’60s, man.
You had to be
there, man.
Here’s a book of
tales, man, called
‘San Fran ’60s:
San Francisco &
the Birth of the
Hippies’
(Escallonia Press; $10.50) from a
guy who was there—like, really
there, man. His name’s Mark
Jacobs, a retired English teacher
living half the year in Mexico. How
groovy is that? Mexico, man! The
Summer of Love, y’know, 1967, is
when lots of these stories take
place, on Haight Street, sometimes
with the freaks in Golden Gate
Park—that kinda scene. This guy,
Jacobs, he’s tellin’ stories like they
happened yesterday. Some of ’em
are totally unbelievable, and some
are totally, like, “That could happen
to me,” ya know? The stories are
written with lots of dialogue,
which makes the characters jump
off the page (but that could just be
Benny’s Nepalese hash talking).
Good stuff, man.—N.G.

Has-been
supermodel
Lee Malone
retains her
drop-dead
gorgeous
looks—and
haute couture
wardrobe—and
uses them
every chance
she gets to solve a murder mystery
and live to write about it in ‘The
Last Resort: A Lee Malone
Adventure’ (Nualláin House;
$19.99). Author Pat Nolan sets
this labyrinthine adventure in
his home turf along the Russian
River communities, renamed
the Corkscrew River in the book.
Having survived a botched kidnap
attempt and a rescue by a secret
female militia, Malone seeks the
“quiet life” among the redwoods.
She writes puff pieces for the
Corkscrew County Grapevine,
but stumbles into a deeper, more
sinister story. Using her feminine
wiles to coax information out of
locals and law enforcement before
getting tangled in the vines of
villainy herself, Malone wends
her way through wine country’s
landowners and leeches to a ﬁery
ﬁnish. Nolan weaves his heroine’s
backstory throughout, touching
on issues of homelessness, sex
slavery, pornography and everchanging relationships in river
communities, while retaining a
sense of humor and comic relief.—S.D.
Joan Frank
puts the fruits of
her proliﬁc
writing career
onto the page in
her latest work,
‘Because You
Have To:
A Writing Life’
(University of
Notre Dame Press; $18). The Santa
Rosa–based writer has produced two

Doctors are
very smart people,
but that doesn’t
mean they
always make the
best writers.
Conversely, in
‘The Santa
Rosa Reader:
A Personal
Anthology from the Family
Medicine Residency’ (Sonoma
County Medical Association, $9.95),
Dr. Rick Flinders brings a personal
tone that connects on a deeper
level than just a medical journal or
newspaper op-ed column. From his
ﬁrst patient, whom he helped as a
member of the Peace Corps in
Paraguay before even taking one
pre-med course, to his retirement
road trip with golden retriever
Daisy Mae, Flinders’ collection of
stories, essays, book reviews and
opinions is not as dry as one might
expect from a medical professional.
After 40 years of practicing the
dying art of family medicine,
Flinders has plenty of stories—
and opinions—to share.—N.G.
Santa Rosa poet,
biographer and
food lover Jonah
Raskin retired
from his teaching
position in Sonoma
State University’s
communications
department last
year, but he hasn’t stopped
working. Neither has the subject
of Raskin’s latest offering. )

short story collections—including
In Envy Country, winner of the
Richard Sullivan Prize in Fiction—
and three novels. In this writing
memoir, Frank tackles the topics
of rejection (“Rejection, then, is
like the wake of a boat: proof of
motion”), the dubious beneﬁt of
travel to the imagination, the art of
writing character, envy, and
“death” of the book as we know it.
Frank’s sentences are highly
stylized and don’t shy away from
making intellectual demands.
Whether read on a Kindle, iPhone
or good old paper, it’s an essay
collection that’s sure to inspire
picking up the pen and writing
with the same fervor, wisdom and
dedication as its author.—L.C.

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In ‘James McGrath: In a Class
by Himself’ (McCaa Books;
$18), Raskin introduces us to the
octogenarian art teacher McGrath,
who has taught every grade, from
preschool to graduate school,
and, as Raskin explains, has been
widely praised by both former
students and fellow teachers.
McGrath’s focus isn’t on getting
students to pass a test or forcing
them into a career, but pushing
them to explore who they are, who
they want to be, and how to get
there. The book has some lofty,
deep concepts, and should be a
great read for teachers who want
to unlock the potential of every
student who ever sits in their
classroom.—N.G.
‘Surrounded
by Water’
(Press 53;
$14.95) is the
follow-up to
former
Healdsburg
literary laureate
Stefanie
Freele’s ﬁrst
award-winning
story collection. The new book
returns to the eerie, subversive
aesthetic of Freele’s earlier work in
Feeding Strays and runs with it.
“Us Hungarians” tells of a young
woman who goes to live with her
two brothers in an old farmhouse
that’s built next to a sludgy toxic
landﬁll. The toxicity is something
to which the crazy landlord and his
red-headed daughter pay little
mind, though the environment
seems to be driving everyone a bit
mad. Loaded with vivid, sometimes
disturbing images of bulimia,
domestic desperation, young
insanity, manic depression and
animal cruelty, Freele’s writing—
much like that of her peers Leni
Zumas and Aimee Bender—is
driven by subtext. A ﬁction editor
at the Los Angeles Review, Freele’s
work willingly leaps into life’s dark
abysses. Her stories shine a light
into the subterranean depths of
their characters without looking
away when the going gets rough,
as a result conjuring a satisfying
catharsis for the reader.—L.C.

Vegan
meals get a
bad rap for
being limited
in taste and
difficult to
prepare.
Ramses
Bravo,
executive chef at TrueNorth
Health Center in Santa Rosa,
debunks this notion in his
new cookbook, ‘Bravo!’ (Book
Publishing Company; $19.95), and
he does it without using any sugar,
oil or salt in his recipes. Finding
himself overweight and lacking
energy due to an overindulgence
in gourmet foods, Bravo took on
the challenge of creating exquisite
vegan dishes at TrueNorth.
Adopting the credo that society is
programmed on a genetic level to
love salty, fatty foods, a relic from
our hunter-gatherer past, and that
current lifestyles no longer need
this type of diet, the cookbook
delivers over a hundred recipes
loaded with healthful ingredients
instead of calories. Bravo ﬁnds
ﬂavor using herbs, and uses
vegetables, fruits, soy products
and grains as primary meal
components. Skeptics need only
to try the boulangère potatoes, an
alternative to scalloped potatoes,
or the tortilla soup to become
converts.—S.D.

Zak Zaikine sounds like the
name of an artist, and indeed
the Sebastopol resident is one.
The artist and author’s latest
book, co-authored with Karin
O’Keefe, is ‘Eugene and His
Magical Dreams’ (Moon Valley;
$30), a children’s book full of
large illustrations of the rabbit
Eugene and his animal friends.
The large text is helpful for ﬁrsttime readers, or for pointing out
words while reading along; the
illustrations are the focus. The

story tells of a rabbit’s dreams
of becoming the Carrot King of
the forest, which gives him the
conﬁdence to paint the world as
he sees it. This leads to him falling
in love and marrying another
bunny, Valentina. They are later
given a cat named Buddha whom
is said to have once lived with
Vincent Van Gogh. In the end, it’s
revealed that—surprise!—Eugene
and Valentina are in fact the
authors of the book you’re holding.
Following the end of the story, the
book continues with four pages of
related “portraits” from characters
in the book, described as they
would be in an art gallery.—N.G.
‘Our
Southern
Home’ (McCaa
Books; $19.99)
tells the
personal story
of Santa Rosa
author Waights
Taylor Jr. and
the events
that transformed both his family
and the American South. In a
clear and readable style, Taylor
describes the geography and
history of Birmingham, Ala.,
and the subsequent formation
of interdependence between the
different cultural classes. Growing
up in an affluent white family,
the author recounts stories heard
from his father, Waights Taylor
Sr., and weaves them together
with the lives of Rosa Parks
and Clarence Norris, one of the
Scottsboro Boys, all 18 years old
in 1931. That year saw Scottsboro
as the setting for a case accusing
nine young black men of allegedly
attempting to rape a white woman.
The landmark lawsuit resulted in
numerous trials that ultimately
fueled the ﬁres of the Civil Rights
movement, including Parks’
famous bus ride in Montgomery.
Taylor contrasts the varying
lives and opportunities of these
three people in three key cities
of Alabama to foment a greater
understanding of the effects
of racism in the South and the
transformation of corrupt
political and social systems
nationwide.—S.D.

Sausalito youngadult author
Jennifer Gennari
has started her
writing career
with a doozy of
a topic. In ‘My
Mixed-Up Berry
Blue Summer’ (Houghton Mifflin;
$15.99), 12-year-old June Farrell’s
mother is getting married to a
woman. Add in the controversy
this creates in her small Vermont
town, and 120 pages might not
seem like enough to tell the
story. But in Gennari’s readable
style, this young adult novel ﬂies
through the events like an afterschool TV special. June’s quest
to win the Champlain Valley
Fair pie competition just makes
things more complicated, but she
doesn’t let the small-town talk
surrounding her mother take away
her focus; her resolve to emerge
victorious despite the odds
becomes a metaphor for the ﬁght
for gay marriage equality in this
country. This coming-of-age novel
includes not only a happy ending,
but a recipe for what looks to be
a delicious berry pie. Ingredients
not included.—N.G.
Not to be
confused with the
Spike Jonze ﬁlm,
Marin County
author Malinda
Lo’s third novel,
‘Adaptation’ (Little,
Brown; $17.99), a
sci-ﬁ thriller, begins with birds
falling dead like stones from the
sky, followed by every ﬂight in the
airport showing up as “cancelled”
on the information board. Videos
of planes crashing and other
mysterious bird happenings are
being removed from the internet
as soon as they’re posted. What’s
going on here? After birds cause
their car to crash, Reese and
David can’t remember much when
awakening in a military hospital
in the Nevada desert. Uniformed
personnel force them to sign
nondisclosure agreements, but
that doesn’t kill their curiosity.
What they soon discover is a
massive global conspiracy the
government has been trying to
keep secret for years. Now it’s up
to them to expose the truth.—N.G.

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The nice thing about ﬁlm festivals is that they provide
access to work that might otherwise be hard to ﬁnd. The
Petaluma international Film Festival celebrates four years
with a selection of movies from all corners of the globe. The
award-winning Siberia, Monamour uses Siberia as a location
to explore familial love and the ties that bind. And if you’ve
ever wanted to learn more about the illicit opium trade and
it’s trajectory from Afghanistan to Vancouver, make sure to
check out Peter Findlay’s Raw Opium. The Petaluma Film
Festival runs Oct. 19–21 at Boulevard Cinemas. 200 C St.,
Petaluma. $10; $150 for a festival pass. 707. 762. SHOW.

Bill Maher deﬁnitely has a problem with religion,
as seen in his 2008 ﬁlm Religulous. Does he have
the same issue with being sponsored by MasterCard?
Apparently not, since Maher’s bringing his particular
brand of sarcastic politics to Weill Hall this week. It’ll
be interesting to see what he addresses in his latest
show, billed as “Countdown to Election 2012.” Bring a
ﬂask and make a “Poking Fun at Romney” drinking game
out of the night! Bill Maher appears on Saturday,
Oct. 20, at the Green Music Center. 1801 East
Cotati Ave., Santa Rosa. $49.75–
$89.75. 8pm. 866.955.6040.

M I L L VA L L E Y

Latin Beat
Travelers to Buenos Aires usually come back raving about
the steaks, the culture and the nightlife in Argentina’s
cosmopolitan capital. It’d be nice to take a trip down there,
wouldn’t it? But since a ticket to southernmost South
America costs a hefty bit, the second best thing might be to
go check out Los Pinguos, a band that uses Spanish guitars,
a Cuban tres and a Peruvian box-drum to create sounds
steeped in Latin rhythms. Los Pinguos play Friday, Oct. 19,
at 142 Throckmorton Theatre. 142 Throckmorton Ave., Mill
Valley. $20–$30. 8pm. 415.383.9600.

—Leilani Clark

S A N TA R O S A

Fight Back
Back in the day, there was an entire genre
of punk called “homo-core.” Bands like
the Mukilteo Fairies and Pansy Division
sang songs with titles like “Queer
Enough for You?” and “Smells Like
Queer Spirit,” forging the way
for an LGBT-safe space in a
traditionally male, heterosexual
arena. Dick Binge, out of
Olympia, Wash., aim to keep
the homo-core spirit alive,
with a combination of
ﬂamboyance, critical analysis
and ﬁerce action. Dick Binge,
along with Rainbow Noir and
M Section, keep the dream
alive on Thursday, Oct. 17, at the
Arlene Francis Center. 99 Sixth St.,
Santa Rosa. $8. 8pm. 707.528.3009.

PERSONAL BEST
Anthony Robles, a champion wrestler who was born
without his right leg, speaks at Petaluma High School on
Tuesday, Oct. 23. See Readings, p34

erner and Loewe’s
beloved musical
Camelot has not been
staged in the North Bay
since 1999, when the Santa
Rosa Players unleashed a
splashy production at the
Lincoln Arts Center. That
production, directed by
Gene Abravaya, is still
talked about as the
pinnacle of what good
community theater can
deliver. Like King Arthur,
whose outsized myth the
play humanizes, the 1999
production has become the
stuff of legend—and
legends are all but
impossible to beat.
While Abravaya’s new
production of Camelot, staged
by the New Spreckels Theater
Company, does not quite stack
up to the memory of the ’99 show,
it pulls out a trunkload of nifty
tricks and splashes of magic that
were not technically possible 13
years ago. Scenic designer Paul
Gilger’s gorgeous set (rumored to

be the most expensive ever built in
Sonoma County) has twin turrets
ﬂanking the stage, hand-set foam
bricks, an ever-changing series
of doors, walls and platforms,
and elaborate projections that
transform the castle from a
jousting ﬁeld to an enchanted
forest. The set is reason enough to
visit Camelot again.
As Arthur, Paul Huberty nails
the idealistic nature of the
reluctant ruler, with a puppy-dog
enthusiasm that resurfaces even
in times of crisis. It’s a charming
and ultimately heartbreaking
performance. As Guenevere and
Lancelot, the star-crossed lovers
whose passion causes the
undoing of Arthur and his dreams
of a new order of justice, Heather
Buck and Anthony Guzman don’t
quite generate the kind of heat
one hopes for, though both have
some ﬁne moments.
Buck plays Guenevere’s initial
girlishness perfectly, but not
until the play’s ﬁnal moments
does she lose the glimmers of
youth that perhaps should have
given way sooner to a more selfaware maturity. And as Lancelot,
Guzman (a local metal-band singer
and guitarist) simply appears too
young for Guenevere, though he
does manage a certain young John
Travolta swagger in early scenes.
Norman A. Hall and Zack Howard
bring some of the best moments in
the show. As the elderly badass King
Pellinore, adviser to Arthur, Hall is
gleefully addled but appealingly
tough-as-nails. And as Arthur’s
bastard son Mordred, Howard
steals the show with the brilliantly
nasty homage to wickedness “The
Seven Deadly Virtues.”
Musical director Janis Wilson
does a skillful job with her live
orchestra, bringing Lerner and
Loewe’s lovely score—containing
some of the best songs ever
written for the stage—to glorious,
magical life.
‘Camelot’ runs Friday–Sunday through
Oct. 28 at Spreckels Performing Arts
Center. 5409 Snyder Lane, Rohnert Park.
Friday–Saturday, 8pm; Sunday, 2pm
matinee. $20–$26. 707.588.3400.

BROTHERLY LOVE Spencer Treat Clark and Nick Eversman are on the run

in Guerneville.

Local Color

‘Deep Dark Canyon’ a modern Western set
in Sonoma County BY RICHARD VON BUSACK

I

n Deep Dark Canyon, a modern shoot-’em-up set in
Guerneville, two young brothers, wanted for murder,
are on the run from the sheriff. The twist is that their
own father, Bloom Towne (Ted Levine), is the police
chief, and the dead man was the town’s mayor. Skylar
(Nick Eversman) and his brother, Nate (Spencer Treat
Clark), have an idea to ﬂee to Canada, but a redneck
posse—and their own father—are on their trail.

Deep Dark Canyon was made by husband-and-wife team Abe Levy
and Silver Tree. Tree, raised in Petaluma, co-wrote the indie ﬁlm
The Aviary (2005); Levy is a long-time editor and director. The cast
is competent, and there’s economy in the way a car crash is shot from
within the back of a van, or the way a model helicopter is brushed past
the camera just fast enough to register the image.
But this is another indie ﬁlm that makes you wish membership in
the Writers Guild of America came with a course in gun safety. The
two fugitives—policeman’s sons who likely know a little bit about
ﬁrearms—try to shoot off the chain of their handcuffs with an M16
riﬂe. Combine that with the scenes of local yokels drinking beer and
playing the William Tell game, and you get an increased sense of this
ﬁlm’s distance from the people who live in this area.
Deep Dark Canyon has two factors in its favor. One is Levine, the Ed
Gein–like “Buffalo Bill” in Silence of the Lambs. Levine’s reading of a
line like “There are a lot of men out there” has a bottomless weariness
and authenticity. The second factor is the land itself. Play spot-thelocation when Pat’s and the Rio Theater turn up, while admiring the
gorgeous footage of the foggy river, the redwood slopes and the old
bridges. Usually, ﬁlm crews head for Washington state to get this type
of ambiance, but it photographs ever so much better here. Ironically,
the plot about the boys’ plan to ﬂee to Canada probably would have
made more sense in Washington.
‘Deep Dark Canyon’ opens Saturday, Oct. 19, at the Roxy Stadium 14,
85 Santa Rosa Ave., Santa Rosa. Q&A with filmmakers and cast on Oct. 20
at 7pm and 9pm. 707.522.0330.

tep right up!
Step right up!â&#x20AC;?
shouts Samvegaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
Melissa Baker in the style
of a carnival barker. This
cues a string of spoken
word surrounded by music
that might feel at home in
the weirdest Les Claypoolâ&#x20AC;&#x201C;
inspired hard-funk jams. But
what exactly is this sound?

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If the bandâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s own members
each have a different answer for
the type of music they play, itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s
a safe bet that whatever genre
it is, itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s interesting. Such is the
case with Samvega, whose ďŹ ve
members describe their music at
once as experimental, psychedelic,
â&#x20AC;&#x153;not just a jam band,â&#x20AC;? and heavy,
Gypsy-esque rock. Perhaps the
most accurate is a combination of

all of the above with the overriding
theme of â&#x20AC;&#x153;dark circus.â&#x20AC;?
No matter the moniker, the
music certainly is different, and
the players dedicated. The ďŹ vepiece group return home Oct. 19 to
play at Hopmonk after a monthlong tourâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;the bandâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s sixth since
2006â&#x20AC;&#x201D;that took them to the ExperiMENTAL Festival in Brooklyn.
Drummer Pat Feistal understands
the challenges of growing a
fanbase with somewhat genreless
music. â&#x20AC;&#x153;We donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t get offended if
itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s our ďŹ rst time playing at a place
and people donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t applaud,â&#x20AC;? he
explains. But more often than not,
the audience stays, Feistal adds,
unsure whether theyâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re witnessing
the devil unleashing a chaotic
apocalyptic scheme or angels
miraculously healing the sick and
feeding the poor.
The band members live on a
bohemian art compound in
St. Helena, where they occasionally
host concerts and fashion shows.
Two of the members, Melissa and
Mercedes Baker, are sisters and
painters, who take advantage of
their large art studio to paint large
canvases and create sculptures of
things like lifesize plaster cows.
Listening to a rehearsal mere
hours before the group leaves for
New York, I feel like a Himalayan
mountain explorer, with Samvega
as my sherpa, scaling to previously
unreachable heights. Itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s like going
through a blinding blizzard, with
sheer climbs and bone-piercing
coldâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;a terrifying journey if not
for the wise and calming effect of
my sherpa.
In the midst of the whirlwind,
some songs are just evil fun, like a
sideshow of lovable freaks playing
pranks on unsuspecting cubicle
jockeys or a burlesque-style
version of a clown performance
while the ringmaster cracks a whip
menacingly, only to be doused
with a ďŹ re hose from behind while
the clowns tell him to â&#x20AC;&#x153;cool off.â&#x20AC;?
Yeah, itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s hard to describe.
Samvega conjure the dark circus
on Friday, Oct. 19, at the Hopmonk
Tavern. 230 Petaluma Ave.,
Sebastopol. 9pm. $10. 707.829.7300.

Head North
Stars display new maturity
on latest album
On the Canadian indie rock circuit,
it might be easy to mistake the lineup
of Stars for the musical collective
Broken Social Scene, not only
because they sound alike but because
the two bands also share members.
But Stars have set themselves apart from
their supergroup counterpart, and to prove
it, their latest tour takes them to decidedly
grownup venues where theyâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re displaying a
more mature sound.
The band has been nominated twice for
the Juno Award, the Canadian equivalent of
the Grammys, and twice for the Polaris Music
Prize, an annual award given to the best of
the best Canadian albums. The North, the
bandâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s eighth full-length album, came out
last month, and gauging from previous work,
this record should certainly be nominated for
another big award.
The Northâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s dance drums and hard
synths will satisfy the endless thirst for â&#x20AC;&#x2122;80sâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;
sounds; still, the songwriting and lyrics
are tinged with a modern sensibility, just
enough for a cutting-edge 21st-century feel
to seep through. As bands age, they tend to
develop and ride through trends. In the case
of Stars, whoâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;ve been making albums for
over 10 years, maturity has caught up with
creativity, all made obvious through a swell
of deliciously listenable tunes.
Stars play on Sunday, Oct. 21, at the
Uptown Theatre. 1350 Third St., Napa. 7pm.
$31 (includes a digital download of The
North). 707.259.0123.â&#x20AC;&#x201D;Nicolas Grizzle

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Fri

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Nov 3 Americana/Rock
8:30pm
Sat

Nov 10

LINDA IMPERIAL BAND

WITH SPECIAL GUEST DAVID FREIBERG

8:30pm

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www.ranchonicasio.com

At 6pm. Buddhaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s Palm
Tattoo Gallery, second
annual art collective
features the work of
Jane Kelly, Arielle
Lemons and others.
313 Main St, Sebastopol.
707.829.7256.

Oct 20
At 4pm. Gallery Bergelli,
â&#x20AC;&#x153;A Moment in Flightâ&#x20AC;?
features new paintings
by Greg Ragland.
483 Magnolia Ave,
Larkspur. 415.945.9454.
At 5pm. Rebound
Bookstore, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Phases
of the Moonâ&#x20AC;? features
various artistsâ&#x20AC;&#x2122; found
images and abstract
works in the many
shapes of the moon.
1641 Fourth St, San
Rafael. 415.482.0550.

Russian River Art
Gallery
Through Oct 31, â&#x20AC;&#x153;In Between
Worldsâ&#x20AC;? features new work
by various artists inspired
by October, the season of
transition. 16357 Main St,
Guerneville. Daily, 10 to 6.
707.869.9099.

Slaughterhouse Space
Through Oct 27, The
slaughterhouse is the
subject, with work by over
20 photographers and video
artists made over the past
month. 280 Chiquita Rd,
Healdsburg. Sat, noon to 5, and
by appointment. 707.431.1514.

Sonoma County
Museum
Through Nov 4, Offerings and
shrines for DĂ­a de los Muertos on
display. Through Nov 4, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Death
and Taxes in Fantasylandia,â&#x20AC;? 2-D
work by Enrique Chagoya.
Through Nov 4, Exhibit by Bay
Area artist offers satirical slant
on recession. 425 Seventh St,
Santa Rosa. Tues-Sun, 11 to 4.
707.579.1500.

University Art Gallery
Through Oct 31, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Sound Image
Object,â&#x20AC;? 20 artists who make
reference to music and sound
in their work. Sonoma State
University, 1801 E Cotati
Ave, Rohnert Park. Tues-Fri,
11 to 4; Sat-Sun, noon to 4.
707.664.2295.

Various locations
Through Oct 21, 10am-5pm,
â&#x20AC;&#x153;Art Trailsâ&#x20AC;? invites appreciators
of all things visual to once
again traipse around the
county-side and see local
art where itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s grown. around
Sonoma County, Santa Rosa.

Gallery Route One
Through Nov 11, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Artists of
the West Marin Reviewâ&#x20AC;?
features the work of artists
who have appeared in the
award-winning literary journal.
Through Nov 11, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Dualityâ&#x20AC;?
featuring the collaborative and
individual work of Zea Morvitz
and Tim Graveson. Through
Nov 11, GRO presents the work
of Will Thoms in the Annex.
11101 Hwy 1, Pt Reyes Station.
Wed-Mon, 11 to 5. 415.663.1347.

The Hannah Gallery
Through Nov 5, â&#x20AC;&#x153;Architects,
Activists and Avengers: The
Black Panther Party 1968,â&#x20AC;?
photographs by Pirkle Jones

Hobo Wine Company
Harvest Charity Dinner
A rare opportunity to dine in
the cellars of a winery built in
1934 and not opened to the
public, all the while
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supporting people

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Wooden Acting
Reading of ‘Plan 9’
highlights wonderfully
awful screenplay
’Tis the season for ghouls, gravediggers
and bad psychics. Luckily, all three
appear in the Glaser Center’s staged
reading this week of Plan 9 from
Outer Space, that delightfully
horrible Ed Wood ﬁlm full of
redundant lines and ﬂimsy UFOs.
Because so much of the ﬁlm’s humor
comes from its shaky visuals—stock footage
of dead actors, crypts that look like they
belong in a second-grade play—it’s difficult
to imagine the script without the reels. But
this collaboration with KRCB highlights
Wood’s fatally ﬂawed dialogue, those
philosophical crystals-in-the-rough of which
“With your ancient, juvenile minds, you
have developed explosives too fast for your
minds to conceive what you were doing”
and the famous “Future events such as these
will affect you in the future” are only two
examples.
Stage direction adaptations by Bohemian
contributor David Templeton will also
provide vivid descriptions of key action
sequences, capturing each wobbling
tombstone and unlit cigarette. Local actress
and director Sheri Lee Miller plays the part
of “Screenplay,” helping to guide audiencemembers’ imaginations as overweight
zombies struggle to crawl from their graves,
airplane pilots steer what look like large
calzones, and heaven and earth battle for the
blank-faced, stiff-jointed bodies of the recent
dead. Drink in the awfulness when Plan 9
from Outer Space is read by Keith Baker,
Allison Rae Baker, Mark Bradbury and others
on Friday, Oct. 19, at the Glaser Center.
547 Mendocino Ave., Santa Rosa. 7:30pm.
$10. 707.568.5381.—Rachel Dovey

Meet Your Candidate
for City Council
Meet the candidates for
Sebastopol City Council.
Candidates will be at Holy Cow
on Saturday Oct. 20 and 21 to
answer your questions in an
informal atmosphere. Oct 20,
11am and 3pm and Oct 21, 12
and 2:30pm. Free. Holy Cow
Coffee and Tea, 130 South Main
St. Suite 103, Sebastopol. 707861-9050.

Petaluma International
Film Festival
Fourth annual film festival
presents over films from
around the globe, including
â&#x20AC;&#x153;The Symmetry of the
Butterfly,â&#x20AC;? â&#x20AC;&#x153;Under African
Skiesâ&#x20AC;? and many others.
Oct 19-21. $10-$150. Boulevard
Cinemas, Petaluma Boulevard
at C Street, Petaluma.

A Journey Not a
Destination
Curator Emeritus of the de
Young Museum Robert Flynn
Johnson speaks on the subject
of collecting art. Oct 18, 7pm.
$5-$10. Napa Valley Museum,
55 Presidents Circle, Yountville.
707.944.0500.

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produced as a service to the
community. If you have an
item for the calendar, send
it to calendar@bohemian.
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BOHEMIAN, 847 Fifth St, Santa
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desired publication date.

Astrology

FREE WILL
BY ROB BREZSNY

For the week of October 17

ARIES (March 21–April 19) When Spanish
conquistador Francisco Pizarro laid waste to Peru
in 1532, his soldiers found green stones on the land.
Were they emeralds? A priest who was traveling with
them gave them bad advice. He said that the way to
determine whether they were merely colored glass
or else precious gems was to test their hardness by
pounding them with hammers. In this manner, many
actual emeralds were shattered into fragments. Learn
from this mistake, Aries. Make sure you recognize
treasures for what they are. And don’t force them to
submit to unwise tests that misconstrue their true
nature.
TAURUS (April 20–May 20)

Someone at Reddit.
com posted a question to the community: Could anyone
help him recreate the aroma of the Pirates of the
Caribbean ride at Disneyland? He said he loved that
smell. It was a blend of damp earth, rotting wood and
gunpowder. It had musty overtones, a hint of chlorine
and a tantalizing freshness. If only he could get that
fragrance to permeate his house, he testiﬁed, he’d
always be able to work at peak efﬁciency. You might
want to follow his lead, Taurus. It’s a good time to
identify and gather all the ingredients you would need
to make sure your environment inspires you to the max.

GEMINI (May 21–June 20) If you asked me to be
your personal adviser, I would prescribe supplements
and herbs to build up your immune system. I’d insist
that you eat nothing but healthy food and get at least
eight hours of sleep every night. I’d suggest that you
meditate daily on images that symbolize your most
inspiring desires. For fun, I might even advise you to do
a ritual in which you create a big circle around yourself
using violet yarn and then do a series of playful acts to
pump up your freedom, like dancing as wildly as you
know how and chanting “Love is my creator.” Finally,
Gemini, if you sought my counsel, I’d urge you to
use your exuberant imagination in concert with your
disciplined intellect as you design a long-term plan to
charge up your well-being.
CANCER (June 21–July 22)

“Dear Free Will
Astrologer: I found your website by accident today and
was drawn in fast and hard. No matter what I did I could
not escape and get back to my work. Your messages
were too interesting for my own good. You gave me
too many answers to questions I’ve had for too many
years. I felt like I was being cured of problems I didn’t
even know I had. Many hours went by until ﬁnally I
was able to pull myself out of the vortex. How did this
happen?”—Freaked Out. Dear Freaked: I was born
under the sign of Cancer the Crab, and it so happens
that the people of my tribe are currently emanating an
intriguing and inscrutable aura. We’re at the peak of
our ability to attract and seduce. Many of us are using
our power benevolently, but our mysterious mojo could
still be a bit unsettling.

LEO (July 23–August 22) The past is headed your
way bearing gifts, Leo. I recommend that you make
yourself available for its blessings, which may be
delivered to you in unexpected ways. For example, the
spirit of a dead loved one could impart an enigmatic
but useful tip in the middle of the night. An abandoned
dream you assumed was gone forever might return
from limbo to grant you a wish. A favor you did for
someone long ago could ﬁnally be repaid. Are you ready
to let history reward you in its own unique style?
VIRGO (August 23–September 22) Just for
you, it is Shark Week. During this dicey holiday, you
should be wary of all sharks, especially the kind that
look like human beings. Don’t get in their way and
don’t underestimate them. On the other hand, I’m not
opposed to you getting to know some sharks better.
They could teach you some valuable lessons on how
to get what you want. Not that you would ever be as
cold-blooded and predatory as they are, of course. But
it might be energizing to your ambitions if you add just
a bit of sharklike thinking to your repertoire.
LIBRA (September 23–October 22)

Visualize
yourself heading out on a high adventure with
interesting people—but all the while being distracted
by the memory of a trivial insult you experienced

earlier that day. Picture yourself getting intimate
with a lover who inspires you to lose your selfconsciousness—up until the point when you decide
to interrupt your fun by answering a phone call from
some random person. Imagine toning yourself down
and holding yourself back because of misplaced
politeness or unnecessary guilt or delusional
fear—even though you’re feeling a rushing instinct to
surge and soar and overﬂow. Finally, Libra, understand
that in getting you to envision these parodies of your
current inclinations, I’m hoping to shock you into
making sure that nothing like them happens.

SCORPIO (October 23–November 21)

Sometime
soon you may dream of being naked at a public event
like a class at school or a committee meeting. I think
this would be an excellent omen, so I hope it comes
to pass. It would signify that you’re ready to shed the
disguises that have been making it problematical for
you to reinvent yourself. Who is the New You? Stripping
down to the bare essentials in your dreams will help
you see raw truths about your waking life.

SAGITTARIUS (November 22–December 21)
As you cross the great water in search of the unknown
treasure, navigate by the light of the clouds. That’s
your dreamy oracle, Sagittarius. What does it mean?
Well, the work you do to ﬁgure it out is essential to
activating its potential, so I don’t want to give away
too much. But here are three further hints to inspire
you on your quest. 1. Be willing to go a long way to ﬁnd
a secret you don’t even know you’re looking for. 2.
Consider the possibility of cultivating faith in a goal
that you don’t quite yet grasp in its entirety. 3. Rely on
shadows and reﬂections to give you accurate
information you can’t get directly from the thing that’s
casting shadows and being reﬂected.

CAPRICORN (December 22–January 19)
Everyone has some kind of power. What’s yours? In
the coming days, I suspect there will be some crisis
and opportunity regarding how you use it. Maybe you
will be invited to assume more authority or exercise
greater inﬂuence. Maybe your ability to wield your
particular clout will be questioned or doubted, and you
will be challenged to either stand up and express it
with more integrity and purpose, or else relinquish it.
For best results, take a moment right now to visualize
the precise power you would love to command.
AQUARIUS (January 20–February 18) “Dear
Rob: I really enjoy reading your horoscopes. You feel
like a friend I’ve never met. When I try to picture what
you’re like, I keep getting a vision of you as being fat,
short and bald with a strawberry blond moustache.
Am I right?”—Curious Aquarius. Dear Curious: It’s
great that you’ve decided to do a reality check. This
is an excellent time for all you Aquarians to see if
what you imagine to be true is a match for the world
as it actually is. To answer your question, I am in fact
tall and thin, don’t wear a moustache and have an
abundance of long silver hair.
PISCES (February 19–March 20)

I’ve got just
the right message to set the tone for you in the
weeks ahead. It comes from writer H. P. Lovecraft,
and captures the essence of your astrological omens.
“Pleasure to me is wonder,” said Lovecraft. “It’s the
unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden
and the changeless thing that lurks behind superﬁcial
mutability. To trace the remote in the immediate;
the eternal in the ephemeral; the past in the present;
the inﬁnite in the ﬁnite; these are to me the springs of
delight and beauty.” Now get out there, Pisces,
and gather up all the mysterious marvels you have
coming to you—all the bracing encounters with
uncanny grace.

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Weekly Audio Horoscopes and Daily Text
Message Horoscopes. Audio horoscopes
are also available by phone at
1.877.873.4888 or 1.900.950.7700.

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Miscellaneous

Movie Extras
Make up to $300/day. No Experience required. All looks
and ages. Call 866.339.0331

“Your Life is Your Practice”
Can we meditate in the midst of a busy life?
Find out how to integrate your life with your
meditation practice. No prior experience necessary. All are welcome.
Mahakaruna Buddhist Meditation Center
304 Petaluma Blvd. N, Petaluma
Sat Oct 27, 10am–3pm, $25 donation includes
vegetarian lunch
info@meditateincal.org
www.meditateincal.org

An inclusive, spiritually-minded community. All
are welcome. Workshops and events.
Sunday School & Service 10:30am
4857 Old Redwood Hwy, tel:707.542.7729
www.UnityofSantaRosa.org

Meditation Day Course

FOOT REFLEXOLGY
THERAPEUTIC BODY
MASSAGE

Man of Your Dreams

Unity of Santa Rosa

Saturday, Oct 20 4:00 to 7:00pm
Mahakaruna Buddhist Meditation Center,
304 Petaluma Blvd. North
Saturday, Oct 20 4:00pm to 7:00pm
Everyone is welcome to this free event. Beautiful Buddhist art, musical performances, a silent
auction, and delicious refreshments await you.
Meet the members, students and friends of the
Center, while supporting this place of tranquility and refuge right in the heart of Petaluma.
MBMC is non-profit 501(c)(3), volunteer supported.

HOW TO MEDITATE WITH JOY
A great Day Course for both beginners and experienced meditators. Learn clear, practical
methods for basic and advanced meditation. Experience the pure joy of a centered and expansive mind. Saturday, October 20, 10:30–3:00,
$25 includes vegetarian lunch. Compassion
Kadampa Buddhist Center, 436 Larkfield Center,
707.477.2264, www.meditateinsantarosa.com.
Everyone welcome.

Creativity Released Workshop
Discover your talents and develop a more
meaningful artistic life as we call out the creativity within. Sun, Oct 28, 1–4pm,
707.578.2121, www.journeycenter.org.

SUBUTEX/SUBOXONE available for
Safe Oxycontin, Vicodin, Other Opiate
Withdrawal!

1901 Cleveland Ave Suite B • Santa Rosa
707.576.0818 • www.srtp.net

Confidential Program. 707.576.1919

PEACE IN MEDICINE IS NOW OPEN
IN SANTA ROSA
1061 North Dutton Ave @ West College Ave. Santa
Rosa CA 95401 — Great Prices! Visit our online
menu at - www.PeaceinMedicine.org

Bohemian's Java Jive Party Tonight!
Wednesday, October 17th
Copperfield's Book's Montgomery Village,
775 Village Court—6pm, Open to the public!

Saturday, Oct 20 4:00 to 7:00p
Buddhist Meditation Center
304 Petaluma Blvd. North
Saturday, Oct 20 4:00pm to 7:00pm
Everyone is welcome to this free event. Beautiful Buddhist art, musical performances, a silent auction, and delicious refreshments await you. Meet the members,
students and friends of the Center, while supporting this
place of tranquility and refuge right in the heart of
Petaluma.
MBMC is non-profit 501(c)(3), volunteer supported.

4th Annual
Petaluma International
Film Festival ®

10 X 10…

starting as low as
$
75 per month

We sell boxes, packaging
and other moving supplies

SKIRT CHASER VINTAGE —
BUY, SELL, TRADE

Workshops

• Providing Treatment since 1984

Rocks and Clouds Zendo
Zazenkai One Day Meditation Retreat
Sun. Oct 21st - 6:00 am to 4:00 pm
Email us with any questions @ daterra@sonic.net
Find us on the web @ www.rocksandclouds.org
Or call 707.824.5647